My roommate took it.
We were on a trip adventuring up the Maine coast. I don’t remember her taking it; I just stumbled across it after the trip. I’m pretty sure it was in Acadia National Park.
It was the summer before my last semester at school; the summer before Chuck and I started officially dating.
I was single. I had no bills. I had no job. I had no responsibilities.
We camped, slept in the car, hiked, rock climbed, ate and adventured.
I miss the simplicity.